B-Ha - Sycamore Leaves
Bm GbCan't stop thinking 'bout it
Bm Bm CmIt fills me with unease
Bm B - GbOut there by the roadside something's buried
G BmUnder sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
G BmAnd I could never face it
G BmAnd take a look and see
G BmAnd I could never break out
G BmAnd shake it's grip on me
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